As the words came out, the glass window was smashed with a crash, and debris flew everywhere. A tall and tall young man appeared in the office. I saw his eyes like stars, lips as if they were greased, and a black middle
His long broken hair floats with the airflow, and a strand hangs diagonally on his forehead. He is cool and elegant, and he looks like a handsome young man.
The person who came was none other than Ximen Lang, the head of the Huamen. He was wearing a black robe, and the dragon on it emerged from the clouds with a ferocious face. It opened its teeth and claws, giving him a majestic aura. A sword was tilted.
Carrying it behind his back, there was a faint fishy smell, and he didn't know how many evil people's blood was stained on it before it was tempered.
Ximen Lang wears a black dragon ring on the index finger of his left hand, and holds a mountain and river fan made of black iron in his right hand. These two treasures can prove his identity, symbolizing the supreme power of the Huamen.
This was the first time that Ximen Lang had all his precious attire on him and looked very arrogant. Just because the other party was the Huamen of Country M, which was a gang affiliated with Huamen and should be under the control of the leader. Who would
As expected, they dared to do the following, and now it's time to deal with them.
John Teng saw this uninvited guest coming in. When he caught a glimpse of the boy's appearance, he was extremely shocked and said in a voiceless voice: "Is it you...Ximen Lang?"
Not only him, but the three people next to him were also extremely horrified. They never expected that this man who was arrested by the Los Angeles Police Department during the day would suddenly appear and boldly break into their headquarters!
Ximen Lang looked over with a sharp gaze in his starry eyes and said coldly: "Yes, it is me, young master." He raised his left hand and said in a deep voice: "The Dragon Divine Ring, the Eastern War Spirit, the Mountain and River Treasure Fan,
Suppress the universe. All the Chinese sects in the world have the same blood. In this world, I am the only one who is supreme! John Teng, your Chinese sect of Country M dares to offend the General Chinese sect and commits a heinous crime. What crime should you be punished for?"
Teng John laughed wildly with all his arrogance, "Hahahaha..." Then he said with a ferocious expression: "Ximen Lang, who do you think you are? What can you do to us, the chief sect of the Huamen? Today's Huamen of M Country
We are no longer the cowardly organization that obeyed your orders. This is my world, John Teng, and your glorious sect is not even bullshit in my eyes..."
A murderous look flashed in Ximen Lang's eyes, "John Teng, you will pay the price for your words and deeds immediately."
"Pay your |mother|'s price, you go die..." John Teng took out the pistol from his waist at a very fast speed, and raised his hand to shoot several times.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
There was a crisp sound of gunfire, and three bullets flew past.
As Ximenlang's wrist shook, the Mountain and River Fan opened suddenly to block the bullets fired at his chest. The fan surface made of special materials was extremely tough, and the bullets could not penetrate it. They were blocked by the fan surface and fell down.
At this moment, many members of the M Guohua Sect rushed over. After opening the door, more than a dozen men poured in like a tide with pistols in hand.
The opponent actually blocked the bullet with a mountain and river fan, which surprised John Teng. Seeing a group of men coming, he raised his arms and shouted: "Kill him..."
Upon hearing the order, more than a dozen men pulled the triggers in unison, gunshots rang out, and bullets were fired from different directions.
Suddenly, Ximen Lang moved quickly, dodging some bullets, swinging his right arm, and the mountains and rivers fan flew up and down, forming countless phantoms, as if a huge shield was blocking him. While defending, Ximen Lang also did not forget to launch an attack.
, raised his left hand, and seven or eight iron balls shot out, faster than bullets.
"Ah...ah...ah..."
Screams came one after another, and six gun-wielding men were shot by iron balls, and their facial muscles twisted and swayed as they fell.
In the blink of an eye, Ximen Lang ducked in front of Teng John. His movements were incredibly fast. Teng John did not dare to be careless and fired again, shooting out all the remaining bullets.
However, the Shanhe Fan in the opponent's hand spun like flying, and all four bullets were shot down. Ximen Lang sneered, "John Teng, your doom has come!" Suddenly, the Shanhe Fan suddenly closed, forming an iron ruler shape, and hit the opponent.
On the right wrist.
There was a "pop" sound, and John Teng's wrist bone was shattered by the blow. He screamed in pain, dropped the gun in his hand, and hurriedly stepped back.
Lei Yujiao, who was standing next to him, saw that he was injured, and hurriedly jumped up, stretched out her delicate hand, a ray of silver light flashed, and the retractable sword came out of the hilt, and stabbed Ximenlang's throat like a poisonous snake.
Ximenlang tilted his head to avoid it and cursed: "Lei Yujiao, you are such a thief and you are really ignorant. Let's see how I deal with you..."
Just when Ximen Lang was about to attack the woman, a meteor hammer came in from the window and hit Lei Yujiao's chest with a whirring sound, as if it was about to level her mountain.
Immediately, a sweet and waxy woman's voice sounded, "Chief Sect Master, please leave this woman to me to repair..."
Realizing that the meteor hammer was hitting the part that she was proud of, Lei Yu's pretty face showed an angry look, and she cursed in her heart, "This damn woman actually hit that part of my body so damn hard.
!" Her body floated backwards like light catkins to avoid the blow.
"Peng!" The meteor hammer hit the face of a member of the Huamen of M Country behind Lei Yujiao. The guy's face was smashed to pieces, and he fell down with a howl and a bloody mess.
More and more members of M Guohua Sect poured into the office. Seeing the close combat between the assassin and the sect leader and others, they did not dare to shoot for fear of accidentally injuring one of their own, so they all put away their pistols and pulled out the daggers they carried.
Rush forward.
At the window, a pink figure flew in, like a cloud blown by a strong wind. This was a pretty woman, whose age could not be seen. She wore a pink skirt on her plump body, showing off her perfect curves to the best of her ability.
, two beautiful snow-white legs are very eye-catching.
This peach-like woman was known as Aunt Liao. She looked at Lei Yujiao across from her and said with a smile: "Old woman, have you taken good care of yourself? You are still looking so young after you are over fifty?"
The two girls originally belonged to the Huamen, so they knew each other naturally. Lei Yujiao's eyes flashed with hatred, and she said angrily: "Who are you younger than? Aren't you also in your fifties and pretending to be young?"
Everyone was in an uproar. It turned out that these two women who looked like young women in their thirties were actually old women in their fifties. It was simply unbelievable!
Aunt Liao's face changed, and she said angrily: "You fart, my aunt is not that old, you should die..." In anger, her wrist shook, the meteor hammer turned in mid-air, and hit Lei Yujiao again.
Lei Yujiao scolded: "I'm afraid of you..." She dodged the opponent's attack and flew forward, her retractable sword dancing like a silver snake, and she fought fiercely with the opponent...